Lan Ti had never seen an Immortal, nor did she know what an Immortal Soul looked like.
But at least she had seen a Divine Soul of Ascending to Saint Ninth Layer.
Mo Chen's Immortal Soul, though weakened due to residual damage, still exuded a sacred and vast aura.
That was something utterly unattainable to Ascending to Saint.
It made her feel fear from the depths of her heart, as if she was facing not an ordinary old man, but a prehistoric giant beast.
"Are you... really an Immortal?"
"That's right."
Mo Chen felt a bit amused in his heart.
Though he had no stature in front of Jiang Cheng, completely unable to show the superiority of his Immortal identity.
But in front of others, he could at least put on a show.
Lan Ti finally calmed down and asked, puzzled: "Then why don't you help him eradicate the Silence Sacred Land?"
Mo Chen shrugged helplessly: "I am just in Residual Soul state, my power is not even a ten thousandth of my peak state."
Turns out he's a fallen Immortal.
